The straight-line distance from Humiao Town to Yuzhou City Center was less than seventy kilometers.
At the Spirit Boat's flying speed, it took only a few minutes to reach the skies above the river dam.
Looking down at the familiar surroundings, Jiang Ning spread his Spiritual Sense over the single-story house.
It was two in the afternoon, and Aunt Gu was still at work.
That made things much easier for Jiang Ning. He guided the invisible Spirit Boat directly into the courtyard.
Then he picked up Xue Yuantong, pushed open the bedroom door, and placed her on the bed.
To keep Xue Yuantong from waking up too soon and noticing that something was off with the time, Jiang Ning deliberately set up a calming formation to make her sleep more soundly.
Xue Yuantong slept pressed against the inner side of the bed, taking up very little space. Jiang Ning sat cross-legged beside her, lit the Soul Submergence Incense, and cultivated quietly.
A faint haze filled the room. It nourished the mind and was harmless to Xue Yuantong.
Jiang Ning's Spiritual Sense realm had been stagnant for a long time, as had his cultivation. He was still at the eighth level of Qi Refinement.
His cultivation speed was not actually slow. However, because of his Worldly Engagement cultivation, time passed extremely slowly.
It was unlike the cultivation world, where cultivation knew no passage of time. Even the most ordinary Qi Refinement cultivator would spend at least ten days and sometimes several months in seclusion.
But now, Jiang Ning took every day seriously. He definitely could not enter seclusion as he once had. Otherwise, the people around him might think he had fallen seriously ill and send him to the hospital.
The bedroom was silent, and Xue Yuantong was fast asleep.
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